I’ve been stalking a few websites lately. One is Flotsam and I’ve been visiting her website ever since I did a search on “pregnancy symptoms” and realized I was having the same ones as her. She did IVF, had miscarriages, and was two weeks ahead of me.

So her website has been somewhat of a guide to “what to expect next” during my pregnancy journey.

Last week she posted that she lost her son Ames at 22 weeks and 3 days gestation. They found this out by going for a routine ultrasound and saw that Ames had stopped growing and no longer had a heartbeat. Of course, it was heartbreaking to say the least. Anytime someone loses a baby, much less, one that has been so long in the making…

Since that time her goal was to reach 24 weeks so that her other twin (daughter) Simone could grow and develop. She was able to make it to the 24 week mark last week which gives the chance of “viability” at 85%.

However, this morning she started having contractions, her water broke and now she’s in the hospital giving birth to both of her children - one a live, one not.

Hearing this news was quite upsetting this morning as I read it before we were off to Rochester for our level II ultrasound. All I could think of was how scared she must be and how I wish her daughter is strong and survives. Please send your prayers and thoughts to their family.

As we were leaving our street I realized that the trashy guy (who is maybe 25), lives two houses down, drinks, parties, has the cops at his house weekly, kills neighborhood cats, has two kids already (2 different mothers) - has a pink, blue, and white balloon on his mailbox. I’m guessing once again - he’s procreated.

It’s horrible to know that people who so badly want to be parents and do everything to have a healthy child are having such a hard time and others that don’t take the responsibility seriously can mass produce.

Life is really unfair.